Yes, He Yue read this sentence silently, she raised her eyes and looked directly at Emperor Jingmu, "Does Your Majesty want to let the women out of the palace?" Why? ”

She has only met Emperor Jingmu a few times, why does he want to help, or does he want to use her to deal with Ning Rusong, the feud between Emperor Jingmu and the crown prince is a well-known thing.

"I owe your late husband a favor, and I just want to pay it off early." Emperor Jingmu Qingyong's face did not move, and he took a sip of tea.

What? He Yue's pupils trembled, her hanging hands clenched tightly, her finger bones turned white, she felt that there was some sharp weapon engraved in her heart at this time, and her voice was condensed, "How could he know His Majesty?" ”

Her mind was jumbled, and she fell into a great daze.

The cup was lightly rested on the desk, and Emperor Jingmu stared at He Yue's pale and bitter face, "Why is it impossible, Duan Qidai is my former best friend." ”

He Yue had never mentioned Duan Qi Dai's name to anyone, and since she had traveled to ancient times, she never thought that one day she would hear this unforgettable name from other people's mouths again.

"Ever." He Yue got up in a panic and muttered with anticipation on his face, "What about now?" Where is he? ”

Her hand trembled and pointed at herself, trembling out of order, "Does he know that I am in the East Palace?" Did he ask you to help me? ”

He Yue has lost all his usual calmness, forgotten all his dignity and humility, and hesitated to ask questions.

"Duan Qidai is your first husband." Emperor Jingmu emphasized the addition of the word "first husband".

Husband, is Duan Qidai dead? He Yue suddenly lost her strength and sat back in her place, she asked Emperor Jingmu unwillingly, "Then how do you know the connection between me and him?" ”

Duan Qidai disappeared at the beginning, it turned out that she was dressed in ancient times like her, and she finally learned about him again now, and was told that he was dead, this is simply a piercing blade, showing all the blood in front of her eyes.

"I've seen the paintings he made for you, and I know your name." Emperor Jingmu handed He Yue a snow-white Jinpa, speaking slowly and gently, and did not care about her gaffes, or that her state at this time was in his expectations, "He engraved your name into the Duan family tree before he died, and he said that this was the vanity he longed for all his life. ”

He Yue took Jinpa, but she didn't wipe away the tears that appeared at some point, she wanted to say something, but she was like a mute who was born speechless, and couldn't even pronounce a syllable.

Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, the bead hairpin ringed with a jingling bell, she raised her arm to pull the hairpin off, and rested it on the desk at will, she was hunched up, and her back was about to break.

Emperor Jingmu twisted the rosary in his hand, stroked them one by one, his phoenix eyes were half-closed, and after a long time he spoke again, "Jie Wai, he told me that he didn't want you to come to this world, but he was afraid that things would backfire, so he also left you a back road, and I am the most appropriate back road." ”

Indeed, there is no better way back than an emperor.

A letter was taken out by Emperor Jingmu from the mezzanine of the Taoist scriptures and placed in front of He Yue, "This is the letter he wrote before he died, and it is placed here in me." ”

He Yue's eyes were full of fog, she couldn't see clearly, blinked vigorously, wiped her tear-stained hand with a brocade hand, and then took it carefully, and her fingers touched the outer edge of the envelope before she suddenly felt real.

She didn't dare to look at the letter now, and pressed it hard in her hand to her heart, but she tore open the scar that had endured for years.

It hurts! He Yue's other hand was propped up on the desk to support the rugged spine, Duan Qidai, my heart hurts so much!

"I can help you fake your death and get out of the palace, and when the time comes, the Duan family will come to pick you up, so you can stay in the Duan family." Emperor Jing Mu said in a slow tone.

The Duan family is a secluded family, located in the West River Road, most of them are Qingliu scholars, and there are few children who have entered the court as officials.

"When?" He Yue raised his head slightly, and Liu Ye's eyes were silent.

Emperor Jingmu handed her a jade bracelet on the side of the case, and explained, "It will take at least half a year, this jade bracelet can be opened, there are six fake death pills in it, take one pill a month, on the surface, you are born with a disease, slowly weakened to death, no imperial doctor can detect it." ”

He Yue carefully put the letter aside, forced up his energy to put the jade bracelet on his hand, and his voice was dumb, "It's a medicine that is poisonous, what are the side effects of this medicine?" ”

"Weak for a few years." Emperor Jingmu replied, and he presented all the facts in front of her, "I and the crown prince are not yet in a situation where they are completely torn apart, so I can't let him find out the clues, and I can only help you in this way." ”

He Yue's gaze fell on the letter, and his tone was slow and gentle, "It's really unjust, obviously all the fault lies with the prince, but I have to bear all the pain." ”

"I don't want to marry him, so he will lead the army to take it, I don't want to stay in the East Palace, and I want to pay a painful price."

She rubbed her fingers on the surface of the letter, "He has everything materially, so he found a little boring, and used me to fill the warmth and tenderness he wanted, what is this called?" ”

The soothing and cold incense was burning in the eight-sided incense ding in the inner hall of Kunning Palace, and Emperor Jingmu and He Yue sat facing each other.

Emperor Jingmu pondered for a moment and gave an objective answer, "There is no justice in the whole world, and the palace is even more so, some people are born noble, and some people's lives are rotten to the quagmire. The crown prince is a power-holder who grew up surrounded by gold and jade, and he can't learn to treat people fairly and complain about him. ”

Since He Yue is powerless to resist the imperial power, he can only bow his head and obey, which is the truth.

Emperor Jingmu got up calmly, "Take a rest and adjust your mood, and then you can go back to Biyuan." ”

Emperor Jingmu leaned over and picked up the Taoist scriptures and left through the side door of the inner hall.